Someone is watching you.

I can hear them at the window.

It is very distressing for me to know you are being watched.

I care  about you, you know.

Can you even hear me?

Wait now I remember, you don't like listening to me.

Why? Is it because I tell this truth?

Is it because I told you about the knives?

Why won't you tell me?

Well at least once they find a way to get in here you'll be with me. You'll have to talk to me then.

I guess it is a good thing that someone is watching you.